Today is one of those fulfilling days where I feel like I have just done what God made me to do. This is not a “toot my horn” ceremony to tell you all the wonderful things I have done… I just want to share this because I felt like a kid in a candy shop. We just moved to this bigger apartment, and not only did God bless us with a bigger apartment than we had, he blessed us with the biggest one possible, and on the end too… with lots of extra windows, why do those things mean so much to me? Why does just a little thing like giving me a bigger apartment prove to me how much God loves me and cares for my desires? It’s not because I want to live in a big house, I was content in the teeny tiny one. The fun thing is that I GET to share it, and my God knows that’s what I LOVE to do… share my home, my food and my heart with others. My good friend Sarah from church is having a baby in a few weeks, and is in need of diapers and things… why not have a baby shower? Can I do that in a teeny tiny apartment with 25 people + 10 kids running all over the place? No.
I got to make quiche, caramel apple sticky buns, serve my favorite coffee with sugar and nothing other than half and half itself. I got down my pretty serving dishes from the woodwork. I made some raspberry sherbet punch, other people brought breakfast pizza, fruit, and chocolate chip scones. We prayed to the God who loves us, and cares for us… everything that we are, and started to eat the food he provided for us. My attention was being pulled in all directions, I keep asking if it’s hot in here or is it just me?… it’s just me 🙂 I see Ava out of the corner of my eye wearing her new “dress up” dress that she got for Christmas which someone graciously helped put on her :/ … she’s reaching up on the counter grabbing blueberries and strawberries eating to her little hearts content…. I’m concerned wondering if I should help her, but no someone else does. The activity was fabric painting several Onesies for the new baby girl, which took a little while for everyone to get involved because they all felt helpless as far as art goes, but eventually they joined and created lovely new clothes for the little one. We played a mad lib game of Sarah’s birth story, and also played “I never” with the theme being pregnancy, birth, and children… not your typical shower game, but it was fun. Sarah opened her gifts and we prayed for her as she is about to have her 3rd child.
So at the end of the morning when everyone has gone home, and I’m cleaning up from the delightful mess I can’t help but be thankful to God for being so good to me in ways that are so far beyond what I need, to fulfill my desire to have people in my home to feed them and serve them, and I pray that his name will be glorified in this house, or wherever he has us. To God be the glory for all things good.
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